Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling StoneReid, Mayne
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Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling Stone
Reid, Mayne
Adventure stories; Dime novels; Fiction
"Take me to some place," said I, "that is neither too high nor too low.
Let me see, or hear something I can understand--something that is
popular with the majority of Londoners; so that I may be able to form an
idea of their tastes and habits."
"All right," answered Cannon, "I'll take you to several places of the
sort; and you can judge for yourself. You wish to witness the
amusements most popular among, what might be called, the middle classes?
Well, we shall first visit a concert hall, or music room. The
Londoners profess to be a musical people; and it must be admitted that
much, both of their time and money, is expended in listening to vocal
and instrumental performances. It is in the theatres and music halls,
that one may best meet the people of London--not the very lowest class
of them; but those who profess, and fancy themselves up to a high
standard of civilisation. Come on!"
Yielding myself to the guidance of my sage companion, I followed him
into the street.
Volume Three, Chapter XXVII.
LONDON CONCERT SINGERS.
It was about nine o'clock in the evening, when we entered, what Cannon
called, one of the most "respectable music halls" in London.
I discovered the "entertainment" to consist of one or more persons
standing upon a stage, before a large assemblage of people, and
screaming in such a manner, that not a word could be understood of the
subject, about which they were supposed to be singing!
To make secure, against any chance of a sensible sound reaching the ears
of the audience, several instruments of music were being played at the
same time; and the combined effect of the screams, yells, moans, groans,
and other agonising noises proceeding from both singers and musicians,
nearly drove me distracted.
When an act of this "entertainment," was over; and the creatures
producing it were on the point of retiring, the entire audience
commenced clapping their hands, stamping their feet on the floor, and
making other ridiculous demonstrations. In my simplicity, I fancied
that this fracas arose from their satisfaction at getting rid of the
hideous screaching that had come from the stage. I was told, however,
that I was mistaken in this; and I afterwards learnt, that the clapping
of hands and stamping of feet were intended to express the pleasure of
the audience at what had been causing me positive pain!
I could see that these people had really been amused, or pretended that
such had been the case; and I fervently prayed, that I should never be
afflicted with the "refinement" that could cause me to take an interest
in the exhibition which appeared to have amused them.
While the storm of applause was raging, a man would spring up, and
announce the name of the next performer, or performers--though not a
word of what he said could be heard. During this "intellectual"
entertainment, the audience were urged to give orders for refreshments,
which were served to them by men moving about in "hammer-claw coats" and
white "chokers."
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